A Jar Full of Light by Rae Walsh

Author:Rae Walsh [Walsh, Rae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Small Seed Press

Chapter Twenty-Five

The next morning, Sheldon went through the motions of checking stock, but his head was foggy, and he was barely able to pull his thoughts together. He had not been able to stop thinking about his conversation with Theresa. What was she talking about? What did she mean—all the eyes?

He tapped his fingers on the shelf he was inspecting—beans and sauces—and bent closer to squint at a label. Was it too hard to love Theresa? Sheldon had decided to try one more time to win Reesey over and, in the meantime, to be an excellent friend. It wasn't that difficult to write poems on chalkboards or to read to Reesey while she worked on pottery.

The hard parts were the leaps of hope, the little skips in his heartbeat. He slept or did not sleep based on whether the day ended on a good note. He hadn't slept last night, so the morning wasn't going so well. His eyes felt like beds of fresh gravel. You tried to do this last time, Theresa had said. That hurt. Thought you could fix everything. Well, who wouldn't want to help Theresa Lily Grant?

His desire to help was not the problem—the terror she felt, the danger she mentioned, that was the problem! And Sheldon still didn't know what the threat was, because Reesey wouldn't tell him! Besides all that…Sheldon didn't want to fix her. He liked Theresa the way she was, and he wasn't the only one—if only she would notice—

"Sheldon?"

Sheldon jumped nearly out of his skin. Raj was directly behind his left shoulder.

"Are you having trouble reading that?" Raj asked. "You've been staring at it for five minutes."

Sheldon looked from Raj to the can in front of him, and back to Raj.

"It says black beans," Raj added helpfully.

Sheldon scowled. "Thanks," he said. "Considerate of you. But let me as you a question. Have you ever had a problem with 'eyes?'"

Raj stared at him. "Do you mean, do I need glasses? Like you might want to look into?"

"No, do you worry about eyes looking at you?"

"How else would people look at me?" Now Raj looked alarmed.

Sheldon sighed, tapping his index finger against his forehead. He had a raging headache. "Never mind. Did you have a question?"

Raj nodded, snapping his fingers. "Yes! Sorry, there's a customer here with a complaint."

"You can handle complaints now, you know," Sheldon said with another sigh.

"I tried that," Raj answered. "But he only wanted to talk to you."

Sheldon lifted an eyebrow at that. Strange. He handed Raj his clipboard and walked to the customer service desk slowly. To his surprise, the person standing there was Daniel.

"Daniel?" he asked, puzzled. "Do you have a complaint?" Only after he spoke did he see how pale Daniel was. His hands were jammed in his pockets, his light brown hair sticking up, what looked like a few days of beard growth on his face.

"A complaint? No," he said, looking confused. "I needed to talk to you, and you weren't in your office, so I asked your new manager where you were.

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